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Bismarck Masangu
The lure of forbidden fruit
”I wish I had met you 10 years ago,” my lover cooed, after our love-making session, in that unmistakable coquettish tone that lets a guy know he ”done it right”. As she squeezed…
Wash-rags to riches
Car-wash businesses are the latest product of that grey area known as the second economy, which gave the world street hawkers, spaza shops, shebeens and the ubiquitous…
Get down on it
A man’s right to bitch seems to be written in white ink right under the statute that sanctioned the sexist holiday. Yes, I am referring to those genderised 24 hours of Women’s…
Someone rid me of this flirt
There is something quaintly exotic about a woman playing a man’s game. Especially if the game entails the ritual of hunting and hooking up with the opposite sex because they are…
Sexual terrorism at its best
The battle of the sexes rages on. I realised this when I was left wallowing in that Freudian cusp of libidinal frustrations by a woman with as much ethics as a beer bottle. Like…
The folly of being single
The sexual revolution will not be televised. After years of being unattached, desperate and slighted, I have finally been sucked into that fringed hole of charming, superficial…